i spent the afternoon sitting on the floor shredding enough paperwork to fill three industrial sized garbage bags. ok, so they were tall kitchen bags but it felt like more. not my favorite thing to do which is why my cup overflowth. i still am not done but my impetus for the shredding was solved. the rest can wait another five years.
so what was i hunting so frantically for? my passport. i found my expired one but my new one was mia. it took a powder. at first i thought, no problem. it's just in the clutter but as the clutter dwindled, so did my hopes of finding my golden ticket to all ports east and west.
where was that little puppy you ask? well, duh, in it's leather passport folder where it is not supposed to be. that would be way to logical.
my poor shredder started complaining about 90% of the way through and finally threw a hissy fit, overheated and refused to chomp down any more wood pulp. after a cocktail and a massage, it revived enough to finish the job.
wishing you and yours a new year full of grace, health, sanity and mischief.
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And I bet the passport was in the LAST place you looked. Or the first, and you overlooked it then. That's how we roll!!
Happy New Year to you and Kidlet!
Here's to great new adventures!
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